The Dragon's Heart: Chapter 8
By: Teenlaunch
a/n: I want to say thank you again to all my reviewers. I appreciate them
all.
It was Christmas morning. The entire castle was bedecked in decorations. Everyone was very excited about the ball later that evening. Draco and Hermione awoke and found a pile of presents at the end of their beds. Draco was halfway through his pile when he found Hermione's gift. Sure he had gotten her something, in addition to what he had made, but he honestly hadn't expected to get anything from her. The presents beneath Hermione's he didn't touch, which were from his father and Pansy. At the bottom of the pile was a gift from his mother. The card was full of mystery.
Dear Draco,
Happy Christmas! I hope you're having a good year at school. You're letter about the ball was very amusing. I just can't believe you're not going with anyone. Oh well, I think you might want this for tonight. It is Christmas, might as well look the best you can! I almost forgot, wear your bracelet. Have a good time with her!
Lots of love,
Mom
"But I'm not going with anyone." He shrugged and opened the box that the letter had been attached to. Inside it was a tux. "She has got to stop reading those muggle magazines."
Hermione, meanwhile, was opening her gifts and was surprised to find one from Draco. Inside of his package was a portrait, a portrait of her. She was standing in front of an ocean; the ocean was the same color as the sunset above it, a light blue dress was floating around her portrait self. Hermione was astonished, amazed, and touched. She smiled to herself. Draco really did have a talent for capturing the beauty of things he couldn't even see. She set the picture down carefully and started to move its box out of her way. There was a faint rattling noise in the bottom of the box. She looked inside it and found a smaller box. She opened it and found a silver bracelet with blue sapphires made into it. 'I wonder.' Hermione thought but shrugged off her curiosity by picking up a package from her mother.
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Having a nice year? I do hope so. Thank you for your letter about the ball. Here is a little something you might like to have for tonight. I hope you like it. Oh, one more thing, don't forget to wear your necklace tonight.
Lots of love,
Mom
Hermione's curiosity didn't die down this time. Why would her mother have reminded her to wear her necklace and why did she send her something special to wear to the ball? Hermione shrugged again and opened the box. Inside was a black dress, with a v-neck collar, that came to rest a bit above her knees.
When the time came Draco left the common room and went down to the Great Hall, wearing his tux and with his hair spiked, but only a little. He was so busy trying to figure out how he was going to lose Pansy that night that he didn't notice that Hermione hadn't left yet. Hermione was just putting the last touches to her hair before she left.
It was in a bun, just like it had been for the Yule ball in her fourth year, but she had taken a couple extra steps this year. She had taken some silver ribbon and rapped it around various strands of her hair. A few ribbons were in her hair that was in the bun, but she personally favored the ones in the two small tendrils of hair that were hanging down, and curled, around her face. When she entered the Great Hall she noticed that she was getting a lot of stares from a lot of boys. She did have to admit that the dress she had on was a bit different than many people had seen around Hogwarts. She smiled broadly as Ginny walked up to her.
"Look at you. I don't think anyone recognizes you. Whoa," Ginny said as she spotted the bracelet on Hermione's arm. "who gave you that?" Hermione was saved the trouble of answering as Professor McGonagall walked up.
"Miss Granger! You're up first!" She ushered Hermione to the side of the small stage that had been erected. Dumbledore was giving a small pep talk as Hermione was supplied with a bewitched microphone and walked onto the stage as Dumbledore left it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I remember last Christmas Eve Something happened that I couldn't believe I went for a walk as the snow came down And when it stopped I was in a different town
And a sign said have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane
Elves were standing in the streets Snowmen and reindeer came out to greet Silver bells chimed from far away As Santa rode by on an open sleigh
And he told me have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane
I don't know how I don't know when But one day I'll be back again
And he told me have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Hermione finished singing Draco was staring, awestruck, at the necklace around her neck. He had know right when she walked on from the side of the stage that she was Hermione, but he hadn't seen her necklace clearly until she had turned to face the sea of students. He had been so stupid. There was no other word for it. His mother had told him that she was a witch and he should have figured that she was a muggle-born. His eyes widened as he remembered Parvati's words. 'You can't keep this bottled up! You'll make yourself sick. You just might no matter what you do. Do you remember last time? It's your choice.' Then his mind was flooded with the memory of Hermione in Hagrid's hut. He had made her sick, he had made her cry, and he had been the reason that she was sad all the time. He hung his head. 'There must be a way to tell her who I am without having to confront her and be rejected on the spot,' Draco thought. 'That's it!'
Sorry if this is a bit short. The next few chapters will be just like this one. Short and stupid. Anyway, until next time!
~Teenlaunch~
It was Christmas morning. The entire castle was bedecked in decorations. Everyone was very excited about the ball later that evening. Draco and Hermione awoke and found a pile of presents at the end of their beds. Draco was halfway through his pile when he found Hermione's gift. Sure he had gotten her something, in addition to what he had made, but he honestly hadn't expected to get anything from her. The presents beneath Hermione's he didn't touch, which were from his father and Pansy. At the bottom of the pile was a gift from his mother. The card was full of mystery.
Dear Draco,
Happy Christmas! I hope you're having a good year at school. You're letter about the ball was very amusing. I just can't believe you're not going with anyone. Oh well, I think you might want this for tonight. It is Christmas, might as well look the best you can! I almost forgot, wear your bracelet. Have a good time with her!
Lots of love,
Mom
"But I'm not going with anyone." He shrugged and opened the box that the letter had been attached to. Inside it was a tux. "She has got to stop reading those muggle magazines."
Hermione, meanwhile, was opening her gifts and was surprised to find one from Draco. Inside of his package was a portrait, a portrait of her. She was standing in front of an ocean; the ocean was the same color as the sunset above it, a light blue dress was floating around her portrait self. Hermione was astonished, amazed, and touched. She smiled to herself. Draco really did have a talent for capturing the beauty of things he couldn't even see. She set the picture down carefully and started to move its box out of her way. There was a faint rattling noise in the bottom of the box. She looked inside it and found a smaller box. She opened it and found a silver bracelet with blue sapphires made into it. 'I wonder.' Hermione thought but shrugged off her curiosity by picking up a package from her mother.
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Having a nice year? I do hope so. Thank you for your letter about the ball. Here is a little something you might like to have for tonight. I hope you like it. Oh, one more thing, don't forget to wear your necklace tonight.
Lots of love,
Mom
Hermione's curiosity didn't die down this time. Why would her mother have reminded her to wear her necklace and why did she send her something special to wear to the ball? Hermione shrugged again and opened the box. Inside was a black dress, with a v-neck collar, that came to rest a bit above her knees.
When the time came Draco left the common room and went down to the Great Hall, wearing his tux and with his hair spiked, but only a little. He was so busy trying to figure out how he was going to lose Pansy that night that he didn't notice that Hermione hadn't left yet. Hermione was just putting the last touches to her hair before she left.
It was in a bun, just like it had been for the Yule ball in her fourth year, but she had taken a couple extra steps this year. She had taken some silver ribbon and rapped it around various strands of her hair. A few ribbons were in her hair that was in the bun, but she personally favored the ones in the two small tendrils of hair that were hanging down, and curled, around her face. When she entered the Great Hall she noticed that she was getting a lot of stares from a lot of boys. She did have to admit that the dress she had on was a bit different than many people had seen around Hogwarts. She smiled broadly as Ginny walked up to her.
"Look at you. I don't think anyone recognizes you. Whoa," Ginny said as she spotted the bracelet on Hermione's arm. "who gave you that?" Hermione was saved the trouble of answering as Professor McGonagall walked up.
"Miss Granger! You're up first!" She ushered Hermione to the side of the small stage that had been erected. Dumbledore was giving a small pep talk as Hermione was supplied with a bewitched microphone and walked onto the stage as Dumbledore left it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I remember last Christmas Eve Something happened that I couldn't believe I went for a walk as the snow came down And when it stopped I was in a different town
And a sign said have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane
Elves were standing in the streets Snowmen and reindeer came out to greet Silver bells chimed from far away As Santa rode by on an open sleigh
And he told me have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane
I don't know how I don't know when But one day I'll be back again
And he told me have no fear You're not lost you're here
Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane No need to wonder No need to exclaim Just have some faith in what you see You're right here where you want to be Walking this Christmas Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane Down Santa Clause Lane ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Hermione finished singing Draco was staring, awestruck, at the necklace around her neck. He had know right when she walked on from the side of the stage that she was Hermione, but he hadn't seen her necklace clearly until she had turned to face the sea of students. He had been so stupid. There was no other word for it. His mother had told him that she was a witch and he should have figured that she was a muggle-born. His eyes widened as he remembered Parvati's words. 'You can't keep this bottled up! You'll make yourself sick. You just might no matter what you do. Do you remember last time? It's your choice.' Then his mind was flooded with the memory of Hermione in Hagrid's hut. He had made her sick, he had made her cry, and he had been the reason that she was sad all the time. He hung his head. 'There must be a way to tell her who I am without having to confront her and be rejected on the spot,' Draco thought. 'That's it!'
Sorry if this is a bit short. The next few chapters will be just like this one. Short and stupid. Anyway, until next time!
~Teenlaunch~